sarahmacd

They took me to the circus I found it very odd. The creature cries and Bloodshot eyes hunted Hungry after everyone. The crowds thunder-cheered For the people clad in rhinestone dew Topped with neon feathers That flipped and tumbled in mid-air. I did not understand the fun And couldn't help but point and say That birds and angels had no cords And animals were not born to be imprisoned. As my parents hushed and shushed, The acrobat slipped, fell smack-crack As his bone punctured Suit and skin together. The crowds then fell silent Caged tigers began to riot Fuelled by blood and rage. Their cages clasped heaved open and Big c

When the living life has lost lustre We have to dream awake. To make a place where Words never spoken sound sweetest And the words never written matter most Where the memory of places you've never been And people that never were start to become. Slowly, in all the things that aren't You find reason. At times there's a calling, a warning for waking That seeps like a throbbing into your land But the yearning for forsaking triumphs And each day that your minds takes to leaving Brings you farther and further from Real. To continue dreaming sanity becomes an act A well rehearsed shadow of a former self And the more you turn reality